Lazy Morning 5

Final Fantasy VII fan fiction. Reno x Rude.

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A low groan echoed throughout the small room of their apartment, coming from a particular red-head that wouldn't take any time in the day to simply shut up. Unkempt crimson locks moved along the pillow, with his long reddish ponytail hanging off the edge of the mattress. A second grumble escaped his lips, echoing again in the atmosphere. That was Reno awake.

"Ugh...Rude...you're pushin' me off the bed, jerk," groaned Reno, still half-asleep.

"Oh, sorry..." Rude replied, sluggishly rolling back to his side of the bed. "Sorry, Reno."

"You still have your leg on me...move..." Reno groaned again, resting a forearm over his face. "And it's too bright. Rude, can ya get up and close the curtains?" Always moaning, and yet he refused to stand up and do it himself.

"Too early for that," he answered simply.

"What do ya mean it's too 'early' for that?"

"Look at the time."

"No thanks."

Turning over onto his side, turquoise eyes cast their gaze to the bald man resting beside him. Rude had his back turned to Reno, obviously. This was the only time in the day where Reno could actually see Rude without his sunglasses on, and yet, the man wasn't even facing him. Reno moved up behind Rude, and soon, he swathed a slender arm around the bald male's built torso.

"Rude," he cooed, and then the firecracker rested his chin onto Rude's shoulder. "Hey, partner. How're ya hangin'?" Reno asked, eyelids half open.

"Fine."

"That all - just fine?"

"Yeah, fine."

With the arm around Rude's torso, Reno moved it south, and then his hand grabbed at Rude's crotch. Reno felt Rude's hardened manhood through those baggy boxer shorts. Reno purred, pressing his lips against Rude's ear.

"Partner, I feel a case of morning wood," stated Reno so casually. "Need help with that?"

Rude huffed at first, but then gave a slow nod. "Sure," he answered. If he said no, then Reno probably wouldn't listen to him anyway, or convince him otherwise.

Sinking his hand into Rude's boxer shorts, Reno enveloped his fingers around the erect manhood, already beginning to stroke the length upwards and then down. It felt warm, balmy inside Rude's underwear. Reno bit onto his bottom lip, as his turquoise hues idly watched Rude. Morning wood was a pain, and so was the elevated hormones during the early hours of the day.

His thumb brushed over the slick slit of the mushroom head, and that's when Reno heard a grunt escape Rude's throat. Reno's hand tugged on the manhood, squeezing around the mushroom head and the veiny flesh.

"O-oh...d-damn..." Rude grunted. "You're wringin' it like a damn towel..."

"That's right, partner. I know you like it rough and I'm not gentle."

"D-damn...what the heck are your hands made out of..."

"Don't worry, partner. I'm sure you'll be relieved in no time," answered Reno.

Still squeezing around the length, Reno slowly moved his hand upwards and then down, allowing his fingers to squeeze around the entire length. While premature semen appeared in pearls over the slit of the head, Reno soon collected those droplets of loose cum with his eager thumb. A pinkish tongue poked through Reno's lips, and he trailed his tongue along the side of Rude's face. Ah, the taste of bitter sweat and the need for a shower.

"Look at me, Rude," demanded Reno.

"Why?"

"I wanna kiss ya - that's what."

"Fine."

Turning his head, hazel hues glanced at Reno behind him, and immediately, Reno caught Rude's mouth in a kiss. Tongue slipped in between Rude's lips, making its way into his mouth. Reno's hand still stroked the veiny, erect flesh, concentrating more on the mushroom head with a rough tugging. Reno could feel the vibration of Rude's grunts behind the kissing.

Reaching up with one hand, Rude gripped a fistful of those unruly crimson locks, pulling Reno back.

"Reno, clean up," ordered Rude. "It's coming," he added, 'it' referring to his load that was about to burst.

"But ya musky in the morning," argued Reno, pulling a face of disgust.

"You started it, so you gotta finish it."

"Fine," grumbled Reno, rolling those turquoise eyes in contempt.

Lifting his lanky torso, Reno moved down the bed, and then pulled down the front of Rude's boxers. Leaning in, Reno hugged his lips around Rude's throbbing manhood, and all that could be heard from Reno was a low grumble. Because of course, Reno loved the sound of his own voice. Reno started to stroke his lips down the pillar, eagerly waiting for the plate to explode in his mouth.

"So damn hot..." Rude grunted, as hazel orbs watched Reno in between his legs. "It's coming...d-damn..."

Shooting a load inside Reno's hot mouth, Reno swallowed the incoming sperm, swallowing every drop of white. Rude's fingers gripped tighter on those crimson locks, and soon enough, Rude pulled Reno off of him. Rude dragged Reno over towards him, and then allowed the lanky male to lay over his broad torso.

"Uh, thanks," stated Rude.

"Yeah, whatever. Let's do that kinda thing in the shower next time. Not in bed, or even in the chopper."

Reno laid over Rude's torso for a while, gathering energy. Even then, neither of them were aiming to get out of bed anytime soon, unless Elena or Tseng end up calling them, or even the first class asshole. But then even the latter was a joke at this point.

"You did good, Reno. You did a good job."

"Yeah, I know. I swear I swallowed like three lots."

"Yup."

"That was some lazy morning sex, my ass."

"What was 'lazy' about it?"

"Nothing. You were literally draggin' me everywhere," challenged Reno, not even bothering to move from Rude's torso.

"I know you like it rough."

"Yeah, I guess. It really hurts the head in the morning, yo."

Fingers stroked through those unkempt crimson locks, avoiding the long ponytail that rested halfway on the mattress. At least Reno wasn't groaning anymore. Well, until later. Reno closed his eyelids, now concealing that pretty turquoise colour within those hues. His lanky torso rested over Rude's front, and his hand now rose up to idly rest on Rude's shoulder.

"I can hear your heartbeat," mentioned Reno.

"Sure."

"Yeah, it's slowing down."

"You need a drink, Reno?" Because of the swallowing semen part, yes.

"Nah. Wait till later," replied the lazy redhead.